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Home is Where


When the Full Moon Hits Your Eye Like a Big Pizza Pie, That's Amore

Edsel Family Restaurant
You guessed it, he's at it again
Maybe he oughtta just become a hermit....


Weyland is in his regular booth, sitting across from a pretty blonde.
Selena: Thanks for dinner, Lando.
Weyland grins: My pleasure.
Selena smiles back: How bout dessert at my place?
Weyland grins even more: Sounds good.
Selena tilts her head to one side: I have a surprise for you, too.
Weyland perks up: Really?
Selena leans forward to whisper to him: I'm a werewolf.
Weyland blinks: Really. Um, that is a surprise....
Selena chuckles: You don't believe me.
Weyland shrugs: No, not--
Selena puts her hand on his. With a thin little crackling sound, her lacquered nails grow half an inch.
Weyland yanks his hand back: Really!
Selena: What's wrong?
Weyland cringes: You--you're a real werewolf!
Selena: So? You're a real witch.
Weyland: That's different!
Selena pouts: I don't see why.
Weyland pales: It just is!
Selena winks at him: Don't worry, I won't bite.
Weyland can't stop staring at her hands, which have returned to normal.
Selena: So....ready to go, Lando?
Weyland holds up a palm: Hold that thought--I'll be right back.
He gets up and hustles toward the back of the restaurant.
Weyland snags Donna the waitress by an elbow as she comes out of the kitchen: Here's thirty bucks for dinner and another twenty for my friend's taxi ride home. This place have a back door?
Donna snorts: You'll have to do better than a five dollar tip, Slick.
Weyland snarls and hands her another ten: You were saying?
Donna jerks her head at the kitchen: Straight back and to the left. You're running out on her?
Weyland: Like the wind.
Donna is incredulous: What is she, an axe murderer?
Weyland: Let's just say she gives the term "bite me" a whole new meaning. (He ducks out through the kitchen.)
Donna gives Wey five minutes before she goes to the booth where Selena's waiting: Sorry, honey, Mr. Class had to run. You ask me, you can do lots better. At least he left you cab fare.
Selena waves off the proffered cash: He's gone?
Donna: Fraid so.
Selena chuckles and gives Donna a very toothy grin: I just love it when they play hard to get, don't you?

author: Weyland Smith